The road up to Jerusalem was crowded, and at times choked in both directions. Military vehicles held precedence and we pedestrians yielded the center whenever they appeared. Which was often.
The pedestrians were numerous and thankfully we blended right in.
Along the way we discussed strategies for locating our missing people. Elijah listened patiently to all my ideas. Until another interruption, this time, by a passing tanker truck.
That’s when Elijah announced the plan.
“I think we’ll walk to the center of the Holy City and announce ourselves.”
I turned to face him and he added, “And proclaim that the drought has not ended, but will continue.”
“And then what?” I asked.
“As always follow the lead of the Spirit.”